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Limits

I contemplate the idea of money probably more than I should.  It just seems like the one Earthly thing that affects everyone and everything.  While it’s obvious that it co-facilitates feelings of greed or scarcity within an emotional environment where “enough” hasn’t been made a priority, one reality alludes most…

Money is a fiction.

I will do my best to refrain from my usual ranting about banking systems.  You are welcome:)  I contemplate why we, as potentially unlimited creative beings would honor such a limiting concept.  I wonder how we can bring money back to its original intent of facilitating the goods and services between human beings as a neutral medium.

 

On my home planet, money and great ideas are one.  There are no politicians, only people who are screened, interviewed and hired to facilitate the manifestation of the great ideas.  We see what needs to be done and we do it as opposed to Earth where most see what needs to be done and then make excuses for it.  It is a simple way of being but I believe it could actually work on planet Earth.

 

 

The next time someone tells you of a great idea, refrain from immediately commenting that the idea would cost a fortune and just listen.  Just because the limiting idea of money is at large in this world doesn’t mean that we as creative beings have to play host to it.  Stretch and expand your brain as opposed to encasing in concrete.

 

 

 

Hope your day is great!

 

 

 


Cincinnati perspective

As long as I was in Cincinnati and could not find WKRP, I thought that I would just take this bank home with me.  These people clearly aren’t using the money properly anyway…

It took me about 10 minutes to take this picture because apparently I’m not completely over my fear of heights.  The building that I am “grabbing” by the way, is 35 stories high and I was intimidated regardless of the nipple high railing keeping me safe on the Carew Tower.

There is a thought amongst psychologists that it isn’t so much the fear of falling as the fear that we will intentionally throw ourselves off due to lack of impulse control.  Fuck me I’m glad I no longer indulge in LSD.

This bank is called the “Fifth Third Bank” which made me wonder if the Third Bank actually failed four other times and this was their last kick at the cat.  Regardless, it is mine now and I’m gonna put the money to good use.

 


Money grew a conscience

The day that money suddenly became self-aware was an interesting day.  Not much occurred.  Just some mild panic mixed with a child-like enthusiasm.  The day that really changed the game was when money grew a conscience, suddenly knowing right from wrong.

What happened next is probably not what most people would think.

The money did not go to the people.  The money did not find value in any grassroots movements protesting capitalism.  Money did however abandon the controlling agendas of the elites who hold a burning desire to enslave the masses through technology.  They were left naked and wanting.  Weeping and gnashing their teeth.

All of the people who had complained about oil, capitalism or the rising costs suddenly had no job, no car to drive, no government to protest and no food from a grocery store.  Money had fled the hypocrite politicians who were scamming the working class folks and secretly protecting the elite.  Money had shut down convenience until it could establish a new way of operating; one with less of a detrimental cost to people and the planet.

Money loves to and insists upon being properly managed.  It did not go to the poor.  Money saw their plight and had compassion saying “I will only create more burden for them so I will continue to flee from them until they change their minds about me”.  Instead, money went to those who could not only manage it, but grow it and grow it for purposes that would be of benefit to all.

Education, not indoctrination or instruction became the focus.  Empowering the people to succeed was the new priority.  Community centers suddenly had an abundance and became filled with town hall meetings where people worked with the new-found capital of their talents and gifts.  The commons had returned.  Gardens grew and people learned how to share food.  Prisons became community education centers as the prisoners were educated on communication, community and co-operation as a means to survival.  It was truly a place of correction.

Life became better because great ideas and money merged forces to change the world starting from the local.  Children had food and laughed more.  Parents stopped working the endless treadmill to pay for the rising cost of lies and scarcity myths.

In the end, money knew what it had to do.  It was a facilitator.  It stuck around long enough for everyone to learn a new way; one built on love, compassion and sharing with science and art united.  Once everything was running smoothly, money returned home to zero.

Balance was the result.


Mint

To mint means to create or invent.  Think about that.  The people who make the most money in this world do so by creating or inventing things that many people find value in.  Money is the measurement of that value exchange.  I am not against money.  I’m against corporations printing it out of nothing but the signatures of the people and then “loaning” the counterfeit in exchange for real assets.

I digress.

I see money as a tool and a facilitator.  Lots of money just means more purchasing power and represents the systematic value we have added to the global market place.

Our modern-day system is the Roman system; not “like” but IS the Roman system.

Here in Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada sits what I considered to be a temple dedicated to the Roman Goddess Juno Monetta.  Her name is where we get the term ‘monetary’ from.  Juno was in charge of maintaining and protecting the system of the Romans.  I phoned the folks at the mint to ask if it was in fact a temple dedicated to Juno and the kind gentleman on the other line just chuckled while he said “no, it is not”.  He did inform me that Canada is now under IMF policy which I found of interest.

The reason that I find this so interesting is that there are people waiting and watching for the ‘new world order’ or a world government to step in to seize control. The funny thing is that this has been accomplished.  The IMF is an unelected world government that dictates international policy.  So is the UN and World Health Organization.

At least we can sleep soundly knowing that the mint isn’t a temple to some cult goddess.


Non-profit

When I wrote the articles for my Non-profit corporation I was in the mindset of not for profit.  Subsequently, it didn’t take off because everyone I enlisted had to go back to work the next day.  My federal corporation is dormant.  I keep it around because it reminds me of my ideals. 

In order to create a not for profit corporation, it has to fall into one of four purposes. 

1.  Religious Organization

2.  Community Development

3.  Education

4.  Relief of Poverty

In order to create a for profit corporation, it only has to fall into one purpose.

1.  Generate Profit for shareholders. 

It doesn’t matter if it harms the environment, lays people off, puts mom and pop out of business or exploits kids for cheap labor.  It’s just business and business  is a game. 

I always appreciated the non-profit.  Not as a business model.  As a business model it sucks.  After all it’s “non-profit”.  As a mindset it is how I believe we should be thinking about one another.   

My not for profit corporation is called ‘de-facto’.  It means ‘what actually exists despite what is currently established’.  I realize the irony of establishing a corporation called de-facto but my hope was to use it to point to what actually exists.  What actually exists is life, people and inter-action.  This is what we would be wise to get back to; The business of loving one another.  Crazy, I know.

So here it is:  The non-profit mindset.

It is called ‘love’ and the mission is to love one another.  No easy task, I know.  It involves radical forgiveness, sharing and getting out of our comfort zones.  It is a religious organization because the word ‘religion’ means ‘re’ as in back and ‘legion’ as in to join.  Re-legion:  to go back to our source (which I know is love). 

As a religious organization in love and seeking to serve one another, its purpose obviously involves community development.  I have my ideas for community development and it involves drumming and music.  What are yours?  That is the beauty of what actually exists despite current establishments; you get to use your talents, gifts and capital for community development.

The corporation of Love (body of love) is about educating yourself and then sharing what you learn with others.  Educating one another with our talents, gifts and passion.  The corporation of Love does NOT condone fanaticism in any way, shape or form.  Those behaving in this way are not part of Love Inc.

Last but not least… the relief of poverty.  We live in an abundant world.  There is no shortage.  There is however controlled shortage and we must speak out against this.  Scarcity is a lie.  The relief of poverty will come quite naturally when we truly love one another, develop our community together and educate ourselves then share our discoveries.   

Money has never been the problem in this world.  The only single problem in this world is a mindset.  The good news is that we each get to choose which mindset we want to participate with…

Every moment.

If you want to join this corporation then do it.  It’s invisible and everywhere.


Life as a business

Until we let go of the business model for life, we will continue our descent into microchipped slavery.  I don’t view life as a business.  The world?  Yes.  Life? No.  The trouble is when we mistake the world for life.  I’m the first to remind people of the fact that there is no ‘real world’ when they say “oh yeah, welcome to the real world”. 

The world is a giant corporation that most people don’t see.  We are kept busy with company X or company Y but, we would be wise to recognize that the world is run as a business.  There is a board of directors.  I’m not about to get into conspiracy theory but the fact is that there are about 2000 people as part of 13 families that control the decisions.  Bloodlines.   

The rest of us are seen as chattle (capital or cattle).  On lower levels of this business are employers and employees.  Regardless, the word employ comes from French meaning “to use”.

One thing that we aren’t told is that we are shareholders in this corporation.  If we are not operating as a shareholder, then we are an employee.  It’s that simple.  How to show up to the corporation as a shareholder would take up a book (which, by the way, I’m almost finished writing)!!! 

The sad part is that when we see the world as a business, our focus turns to profitability and capitalization.  We neglect the simple emotional rewards and tend to forget the talents that were innately given to us.  How can we turn it all around?  I don’t think we can.  It is an individual choice and not a government mandate or collective movement.  The choice of freedom over security is a difficult one but it is worthwhile considering.  Keep in mind that when I say freedom I am not talking about doing whatever you want whenever you want.  That is irresponsible.  Freedom has to be balanced with responsibility.

The world rewards those who step on others to get to the top of the pyramid.  The truth is that you won’t get to the top.  You will at best get to CEO of company X or Y.  The top is reserved for bloodlines who do not give a fuck about us. 

Do you know that it is easier to receive funding for an import/export business that employs 8 year old Chinese kids than it is to receive funding to build a new local community club?  Such is the business model for the world.   

Tomorrows post will be about the non-profit business model.  Remember, every thing that we experience (including money) is just an idea.  My advice today (besides not taking advice from bloggers) is to get outside, look at the clouds or sky, give thanks for your breath and go for a walk by the river.  This is the real world.


The near miss

I just came back from an absolutely awesome week at the lake.  My spirit is renewed.  I feel refreshed and full of excited anticipation for the future. 

Initially, I titled this post ‘the near miss’ because I came back late from vacation and didn’t have this post scheduled.  This would have put a smudge on my post a day for a year record and I would have heard “sure, but there was that one day that you missed” in my mind every time I congratulated myself.  

As I read the first sentence I realized that I recently almost missed out on something once in a lifetime and it would have been my biggest regret in life thus far.  I almost chose financial security over Love… over Truth.  Me!!!  Can you believe that?  I can hardly believe it myself because I’m all about the art, the love, comedy, mystery and the freedom of it.  I seriously feel as though I was about to walk into traffic and someone grabbed my shirt, pulled me back and said “hey idiot!!!  Look where you’re going!!!” 

I’m not about to get into details about this.  That’s the mystery I leave for you:)  I will say this; don’t ever allow money to dictate your choices.  I know that is hard to hear and live because this world tells us how important money is.  Money is a great servant and a terrible master so use it but don’t let it control your thoughts.

Love is a great servant and a great master so let that be your guide as you move through this life. 

I don’t know what is around the corner however I do have faith that it is going to be fucking great.


Riots…

I may be late to the party on this one but I had to offer another perspective to contrast popular media.  We have been shown a lot of terrible images on the news regarding the riots in London and while there are assholes in the world doing bad things, that is not what this is about.

What we are not hearing in the popular media is that these ‘protests’ are about the consolidation of the people to pressure governments to re-distribute the wealth of the world.  Families like the Rothschilds, Rockefellers and Warburgs have trillions in assets while average people starve and struggle.  I have maintained that it is super easy to grow assets when you print money out of thin air.  It is a lot harder to grow assets when working from the bottom up. 

The proletariat always pay the bill.

All of these protests are representations of the Peoples unrest regarding how wealth and power is distributed in the world.  I do not for a second believe that re-distributing the wealth to the people will result in an uprising of global joy.  We would just see a five-year spike in consumer products and then things would be back to business as usual.  Maybe worse.  The masses haven’t been educated as to the enormity of the system.  The police and the protestors are part of the same system.  The families/cartels that created and facilitate the system automatically have the advantage.  The protestors and police are pawns fighting a losing game. 

I cannot wait until local communities come together to love, feed one another and share gifts with each other.  I know, I know… hippy bullshit. 

Revolution on a global scale is not going to make things better.  Especially, when the global elite you fight against controls the media and facilitates the very revolution you may think is the solution.

 This is why I love the internet.  But that is just my opinion.


Three more…

I posted about how I was finished painting in ‘the final chapter’.  At the time, this was true and people kept asking me why I would stop.  After a wonderful night of letting the walls fall down, I was honest with myself.

Here is my confession:  At my art gallery I had one particular painting that people were essential in a bidding war over.  It was the first painting to sell.  That is where the issues began.  After selling that painting, I modified my style in order to appeal to the market.

Here is the thought process; People want that style.  They will pay me money for it.  I will paint that style and make a living selling paintings.  Guess what???  I sold more paintings!!!

And then I lost the urge to paint.

I tried to play it off as if the muse had just left and that I had completed a body of work blah blah blah.  What I had really done was mentally monetize something that was healing and the desire to paint went away.  I was so blind.  I’ve already apologized to myself for this ridiculous manipulation.

I’m happy to report that since I was honest with myself I have painted three more pieces.  I will post those over the next few days.

My advice to everyone:  Be careful as to your motivation.  Especially, when it comes to any form of monetization.  The world is a tricky and sticky place so be aware of it all as you walk your path.  Sometimes, the subtlest form of lying comes from our own thought process.  And be careful who you take advice from;)


Failure

Sometimes I feel like a complete failure.

I know I tend to portray myself as a spoiled, nap-taking and work fearing human with no responsibility but this really isn’t the case.  Although, naps are important.  I stand by that.

I had a rare opportunity to devote myself to kindness, love, forgiveness, truth and freedom.  Creating,writing, community development and sharing art seem to be the result.  I have just finished my second book and am looking to publish in the fall.  I have a growing collection of acrylic paintings and if a friend needs me to just sit there and listen I will.  I get to witness huge smiles on the faces of those in my drum groups.

Sometimes though, I look at the world around me.  Most people are working to make money and are unhappy because they don’t have enough time to spend with family or friends.  What arises for me from time to time  is the feeling that I should be different from how I am.  That because I’m not working a conventional full-time job I don’t measure up to the world’s definition of success.  I know this is bullshit but it affects me.  Especially knowing that some people see me as flaky.  And maybe I am.

The truth is that I actually love to work.  I just don’t love to work at stuff that keeps me on a treadmill while others get rich from my hard work.  That makes no sense to me.

What is the real world that everyone keeps referencing in regards to life?  The common misery on the faces of those who have been tricked into thinking they actually are indebted slaves?  That is NOT the real world.

The only time that I every feel like I am not good enough or not enough is when I measure myself against the world’s definition of success.

My brother said something to me a year ago that actually pissed a few people off when I repeated it to them.  He said, “basically, when you make enough money at something people will shut the fuck up”.  Until then I’m just a starving artist according to the world de facto standard.

Here’s the thing:  I’m not starving.  I’m no longer struggling.  I wake up everyday with the ghost of failures past and then I go walk with the God of my understanding.  As I walk, I’m reminded of who I really am.  I forgive.  I let go and I commit to simple things like smiling all day and being kind to everyone I meet.  Even the major assholes!

According to statistics, the world’s gross domestic product is 72 trillion dollars.  For my next artful performance I will squeeze out a portion of that so that my status gets elevated from flaky to eccentric.

And then…

I will still feel at times like a failure who is not enough!!!  Regardless, I will continue to devote myself to kindness, love, forgiveness, truth, freedom and letting go while on walks with God.  The result will still be creating, writing, community development and sharing art.


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